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Auteur: Haga Krisztina
last update Date de publication: 2026-05-25 18:41:15

Zade

The air in the room was heavy, filled with the bitter scent of herbs and the sweet, suffocating stench of fever. I hadn't moved from her bedside for hours. My ceremonial armor, which I still wore, was soaked with sweat and Eira's blood, but I didn't care. The only thing that mattered was whether her chest was rising or not.

Eira's face was as white as the pillow she lay on. Candlelight glinted in the beads of sweat on her forehead. Occasionally, she hissed in her sleep, her hands clutching
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  • Shadow Of Noctis: In The Cruel Prince’s Grasp   21. Chapter

    ZadeThe air in the room was heavy, filled with the bitter scent of herbs and the sweet, suffocating stench of fever. I hadn't moved from her bedside for hours. My ceremonial armor, which I still wore, was soaked with sweat and Eira's blood, but I didn't care. The only thing that mattered was whether her chest was rising or not.Eira's face was as white as the pillow she lay on. Candlelight glinted in the beads of sweat on her forehead. Occasionally, she hissed in her sleep, her hands clutching the blanket convulsively, as if fighting some invisible enemy."No... don't touch me..." she whimpered softly, her voice breaking. "It's dark..."I clenched my jaw. Every single whisper of hers felt like a knife twisting inside me. I knew she wasn't talking about her current pain. She was wandering in her past, in that hell she had survived before fate threw her in my path. I took her hand—carefully, as if she were made of porcelain—and although her skin was burning with fever, her fingers were

  • Shadow Of Noctis: In The Cruel Prince’s Grasp   20. Chapter

    ZadeThe corridors of the palace blurred around me as I sprinted toward my suite, holding Eira in my arms. Noctis's fury still drummed at my temples, a dark, throbbing rhythm that demanded blood. But right now, I didn't need Caspian's blood; I needed to keep the girl from growing cold in my arms."Call the chief healer! Now!" I roared at the guards, kicking the door open and laying the girl on the bed.Eira's face was terrifyingly gray. Her breaths came in ragged gasps, and the skin around the wound on her shoulder wasn't just red—dark purple veins had begun to snake across it. When the chief healer, a white-haired old man with trembling hands, arrived and pulled aside the soaked fabric, he stifled a cry."My prince... this is no simple spear wound," the old man whispered as he carefully probed the injury with a silver instrument.Eira's body arched rigidly on the bed. A scream of such agony tore from her that it cut into my heart sharper than any sword. I gripped the edge of the bed

  • Shadow Of Noctis: In The Cruel Prince’s Grasp   19. Chapter

    EiraThe forest was dark and suffocating. The branches of the trees clawed together above our heads as if the hands of a skeleton were closing in on us. Although Noctis circled above the canopy, in the thicket, I was left on my own. That was the rule: riders in the sky, protectors on the ground. A hunt—or rather, a massacre.Zade's gaze met mine one last time before Noctis took to the sky with massive beats of his wings. Stay in the shadows, he whispered into my mind, but his voice was already distant.Not even ten minutes had passed before I tasted metal in the air. It wasn't the scent of game, but of oiled steel."You've wandered too far from your master, little girl," Caspian's three female warriors stepped out of the fog.They didn't say another word. They attacked all at once. The forest floor was slick with wet leaves, and the swampy ground made my every step heavy. Drawing my two daggers, I lunged at the first woman. My street instincts and Zade's training now merged into one:

  • Shadow Of Noctis: In The Cruel Prince’s Grasp   18. Chapter

    EiraThe morning light broke ruthlessly through the window, illuminating every single speck of dust in the room. I woke up with every muscle in my body tense, the remnants of yesterday's panic still throbbing in my throat. As I turned to the side, I saw that Zade was already awake. He was sitting at his desk, pouring over his maps, but I could feel that every fiber of his attention was directed at me.Images of yesterday's flight, his touch, and the icy terror that followed crashed over me in waves. I took a deep breath. I cannot let this control me. Today is the day of the hunt, and if I look weak, Caspian and Lucius will eat me alive."Say nothing," I spoke up before he could even open his mouth. My voice was hoarse, but firm. "What happened yesterday... forget it. Erase it. I don't want to talk about it. Ever."Zade spun around in his chair. His gaze was dark, and I could see the tension in it—he wanted to know the why, he wanted to see my demons, but at my request, he stopped hims

  • Shadow Of Noctis: In The Cruel Prince’s Grasp   17. Chapter

    ZadeAfter the morning training, the tension was practically vibrating in the room. Every single movement of Eira's, that defiant hiss when I tripped her, and that murderous gleam in her eyes when she finally managed to leave a scratch on my hand, completely wrecked me. I couldn't get it out of my head. And Noctis only made it worse: the dragon was impatient, I felt the pulsing desire for freedom in his blood, and for something else too, which I didn't want to admit to myself."Enough of the dust," I said roughly, wiping the blood from the back of my hand. "Noctis is suffocating in the cavern. We are leaving."She didn't ask anything, just followed my footsteps to the rear plateau. As soon as we stepped out under the open sky, the wind caught her white hair, and for a moment she was again the girl I had seen on the mountain peak: wild, free, and unattainable.Noctis greeted us with a single massive beat of his wings. We climbed into the saddle, and the sequence of movements had become

  • Shadow Of Noctis: In The Cruel Prince’s Grasp   16. Chapter

    ZadeThe heavy oak door of my suite slammed shut with such force that the walls trembled. Rage boiled inside me, a dark, suffocating mass that Noctis only fueled in the depths of my mind. My dragon would have gladly gone back and roasted my brothers alive, and I... I would have gladly locked the door on this girl and thrown away the key."Are you out of your mind?" I turned to her, my voice cracking like a whip. "I explicitly told you to stay here. Instead, you wandered out into the corridor like a lamb to the slaughter."Eira did not back down. She stood in the middle of the room, her hair disheveled, the thin, bloody streak left by Lucius's dagger still glaring on her chin. Her eyes spat green fire."I am not your pet, Zade!" she snapped back, lifting her chin defiantly. "I wanted air. I needed space. I'm sorry I didn't ask the crown prince for written permission to exist.""If Lucius had cut a little deeper, I'd be trying to give a corpse air right now," I stepped up to her, toweri

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